These hoes wishing the jawn would just stop (uh huh, uh huh)

Think that these hoes hot but these hoes not (mama, mama)

Thats right, go get your mom

Bitch i got the juice, i keep a huggie in the stash

Birdy want attention, i take app and even cash

Bitch im a dog and i get bread, i scooby dough around this bitch, to keep em' mad

Told all of them bitches this a boppa, and now they saying boppa

I Made them go berzerkilator, later im a stop her

My turn to spazz on they ass, and its no shade

You making hits, i make a knocker

If one hoe jump, they all jump on one bitch

But last week, them hoes quoting my shit

Try this, got jugga's nut on thine lips

If i was a bitch, they'd suck on my tits

I cross hoes and dot my i's, im not chris

My flow is chocolatey rich and so crisp

So Tell them fraud rappers, batter up

The ones that get they batter, keep going cause i know that they aint mad enough

I'm a spit some shit you never heard before

Do it while im rolling up a wood, herbivore

I dont fuck with niggas, find another whore

Eat a bitch up with my inside voice, bitch its hella horse

Man that aint your flow, nigga thats jawnie core

That make you my bitch, feed them, evermore

Bad bitch, real thick, her name, Eleanor

I Shot a three, get off the bench and get a better score

Ah, and its the same shit with you niggas

Talk shit with no hits, my songs shitting on niggas

You doing what i just did, im a teacher to niggas

I'm too ahead, so im just screaming "check the kitchen" to niggas

I even taught them how to shoot, now all they blicks got bigger

Nigga sweet, man i could even get a baby to sit him

Nigga double tapped the pic, i know its easy to get him

But Fucking with him is strange, so i never been willing, let go

They cant even gather up a multitude of niggas

Wanna hear from a goat, im telling the nigga listen

So Get this on wax, no video vixon

This is all fax, its no room for fiction

I can make a post, niggas forget they fucking with you

You cant make a post without the niggas you be pitching

I would never say we would be in the same place, but if it be me and you in the frame, they wont see you in the picture

They see jawnie all the real hoes follow

Junior organized, its a real bitch motto

Mad hoes fucked around now the mad bitch hollow

Bad Bitches 'round body-body, coke bottle

Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow

Junior organized, its a real-real motto

They see jawnie all the real hoes follow

Junior organized, its a real bitch motto

Mad hoes fucked around now the mad bitch hollow

Bad Bitches 'round body-body, coke bottle

Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow

Junior organized, its a real-real motto

I think these hoes gas up the wrong niggas

When i speak, i say this for all niggas

You a lame nigga, you cant ball

And You a clown cause you came alone with him

Illiterate bitch, you need a lyric-assist

Get some training for that dog, hes a literal bitch

But They copy like a snap, im like the literal pick

A literal loser, you niggas oughta pass up sticks

Nigga, You know what it is

Hop out, im a pop nigga, you know what it give

When you see venturi, nigga you know who he with

And when you see the body nigga, you know whos it is

Bitch get out the biz

Hop out in whats looking like a benz, bitch

Treat him like a daughter, you my kid

But baby u you never ever gave kin

Never gave blood

You should've been aborted nigga bitch ive had enough

I wanna set him up

Throw a lil party for huzz

Tell him bring the booze for the buzz

Then beat that nigga up

And look at how we took away the tough

Nigga don't get up

And we dont need a reason to the madness, its just fun

I get all the chips and i aint planning sharing none

Huh? No i never needed a nigga just know i keep me a nigga thats guaranteed to make me cu-

Top of this shit, leave these hoes with they hands out

Knocking down doors im the one bring the rams out

Dont need backup, but the clans out

I pop like pop so i can bring the cans out

I got my bop, my woowop in the trap house

Drop top, i stop and boop bop, make 'em stand down

You got no shot, in my spot, bitch you fanned out

They Couldnt stand me, these niggas is stans now

They see jawnie all the real hoes follow

Junior organized, its a real bitch motto

Mad hoes fucked around now the mad bitch hollow

Bad Bitches 'round body-body, coke bottle

Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow

Junior organized, its a real-real motto

They see jawnie all the real hoes follow

Junior organized, its a real bitch motto

Mad hoes fucked around now the mad bitch hollow

Bad Bitches 'round body-body, coke bottle

Real hoes lit, real-real hoes follow

Junior organized, its a real-real motto

And if a bitch want smoke

Tell that hoe its cancer

Thats a real bitch motto

MOTTO.

jawn skiez

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